Chatper 94 (1/2)

Song Weiyi was flattered, subconsciously looked at Pei Yibai, but found that he was looking at Pei Yiting expressionlessly.

"Sister-in-law, sit next to me." Pei Yiting patted the seat with a sweet smile, as if he didn't see the displeased face of the man next to him.

Deliberately pulling Song Weiyi's seat to the same side as him, so Pei Yibai could only sit alone on the other side, tsk tsk.

"Oh, alright." Song Weiyi thought it was not a big deal, and she was happy to accept the olive branch thrown by her younger brother.

"Sister-in-law, this sour bamboo shoot and chicken skin soup is delicious, let me serve it for you." Pei Yiting rolled his eyes round and round a few times, and soon found new things to do.

The little guy looked very excited, Song Weiwei wanted to refuse, but Pei Yiting had already picked up the spoon and put a spoonful of soup into Song Weiyi's bowl.

"Huh, it's not difficult." Pei Yiting stared happily at the bowl, this was the first time he left it, and he didn't expect that it was dedicated to this sister-in-law for the first time.

When he finished serving it, Pei Yiting carefully pushed the bowl in front of Song Weiyi. "Sister-in-law, you are amazing. I didn't expect that besides being beautiful, you can also cook so deliciously." It's just a little stupid.

Think about his incredible sister, who is so old that she has never even been in the kitchen.

In an instant, Pei Yiting felt that his image was a little taller. Not only did he enter the kitchen, but he also took the initiative to serve the soup. In comparison, his sister was really not on the table.

The little guy would spare no effort to please someone.

For example, the sentence just now made Song Weiyi elated.

"Is there? I'm just tossing about casually, as long as you like it." Although I was happy to talk, I still had to be modest.

"Really, my older sister can't even cook. Then again, it seems like my elder brother can't cook either." Unknowingly, the topic turned to Pei Yibai.

Pei Yibai stared at his younger brother, looking at him with a half-smile.

Generally speaking, Pei Yiting is so active and attentive, nothing good will happen. He doesn't think that Pei Yiting has been bragging for so long just to praise Song Weiyi.

"It's fine if I know how to do it." Song Weiwei said without hesitation.

You know, cooking for someone you like is a kind of happiness, which is not something anyone can experience.

For example, Fu Zining has almost never been in the kitchen, and her ten fingers never touch the spring water.

So Fu Qishan was similar to her, they were raised very delicately.

But Song Weiwei remembers that when he was a child, sometimes when his father came, his mother would definitely cook a very hearty meal.

She remembered very clearly that whenever this happened, her father was very happy, and he ate deliciously.

Song Weiwei has also stayed in the Fu family for more than ten years, and Rong Jing'an in the Fu family has never eaten more than one bowl of rice. You must know that when he eats at his mother's place, he always eats two bowls.

Pei Yiting put down his chopsticks with a disapproving expression on his face.

"Sister-in-law, how can you say that? A man who really loves a woman won't be willing to let her cook. Girls' hands are so delicate."

Hearing this, Song Weiyi agreed with eight points, and naturally disagreed with the remaining two points.

Not everyone has the ability to keep his wife's ten fingers in the sun, and not everyone doesn't like cooking.

"If you want me to tell you, the highest level for a man to love a woman is not to give her endless money, but to be willing to wash her hands and make soup for her, right?" Pei Yibai.

This is his purpose.